I am angry.

I am the embodiment of pain.

Why has someone affected me so greatly?

Why am I submissive to this torture?

The raping of my mind.

I am angry.

No

I am embraced by anger.

I am comforted by anger.

I am scared by my anger.

My mind is diluted by my anger.

I am breaking down.

Getting physically sick.

I need help Lord.

I am not well.